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toasty digital - nightlife (album version) lyrics
nightlife (album version) lyrics
[verse 1: kanye west]
no more promos, no more photos
no more logos, no more chokeholds
we on bezos, we get payrolls
trips to lagos, connect like legos
make this final, make this, my eyes closed
burn false idols, jesus’ disciples
i can feel your pain now, i done bled my vein out
new level the game now, simulation changed
no more problems, no more argue
no more askin’, “who really are you?”
i know the real you, you know we feel you
you know he hears you, you know we with you
straight from beirut, chicago, bеirut
you cray? we cray, too
you pray? we pray, too
nevеr too late for him to save you
this your movie ’cause no one can play you
devil, lay down, devil, lay down
this that level, make devils pray now
hold up, no peace, hold up, police
don’t call police, just stay focused
pray for new life, pray for new breath
hey, lord, make sure it’s safe for who’s left
know you can’t find a place to rest
know the lord my bulletproof vest
when we survive, know that we blessed
save my people through the music
let it grrat
[bridge: frank ocean]
all my night, been ready for you all my night
been waitin’ on you all my night
i’ll buzz you in, just let me know when you’re outside
all my night, you been missin’ all my night
still got some good nights memorized
and the look back’s gettin’ me right
[sample: donda west]
speech to the progress_toward
say to them, say to the down_keepers, the sun_slappers
the self_soilers, the harmony_hushers
even if you are not ready for the day, it cannot always be night
[verse 2: westside gunn]
yo
flushed the work just in time and they raided, thank god (thank god)
screamin’ through the gt roof like ____, we done made it, thank god (thank god)
hundred_round drum didn’t jam when my shooter tried to spray it, thank god (thank god)
couple thousand grams, got two thousand grands when we waited, thank god (thank god)
i was facin’ fifteen and i beat it (and i beat it)
just spent about twenty up at neimans (up at neimans)
did two hundred in a demon (in a demon, skrrt)
i’m the illest ____ and i mean it (and i mean it)
my homie droppin’ bodies for no reason (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
now his kids see him on the weekends (ah)
got the baking soda for the remix (remix)
millionaires on, i can see it
[verse 3: conway the machine]
yeah, don’t hate me, ’cause my heart is full of love
no weapon formed against me ’cause i’m covered in the blood
layin’ in the hospital when i got shot, fam
mama prayed for me, said she left it in god’s hands, yeah
so i’ma leave it in god’s hands
everything i’m doin’ now is god’s plan
doctor said i wouldn’t walk no more, now i stand
then i ran, here i am, machine
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